Still Awake

It's 4:52 AM. It's weird to be blogging now. When I used to blog at this time, it's because I was just getting home, not because I couldn't sleep. But I can't. There's a combination of things really, and I'm tired but I can't fall asleep. Part of the problem is the stinky boy sleeping on the couch. I am not cool with random people sleeping on our couch, ever. We already talked about it and I said I wasn't okay with it. So anger is probably one thing keeping me up but there's something more and I don't know what. I hate the sound of birds chirping in the early morning. It's annoying.

Shelly says I'm mean. Like, in general I treat people like they're idiots. To be fair, she's right, I do sometimes. A lot more than I used to anyway. I push people away on purpose. Even Mom says I'm different. I don't know why. Maybe I do and I just don't want to admit it. Whatever. People are a weakness and needing people is stupid. You can't rely on people because inevitably, they will always let you down. It's human nature.

Those fucking birds are really starting to piss me off.